Good morning. ⏰🥱☕
10 December 2025
"Every time I think that I'm the only one who's lonely Someone calls on me And every now and then I spend my time in rhyme and verse And curse those faults in me
And ... as the punch …" — Tandyn Almer
This morning, Along Comes Mary has been bouncing around in my head. It’s a song from the ’60s that some of you might recall, performed by The Association. Not the usual earworm, though—the rapid-fire tumble of lyrics is hard to wrap your head around, yet it flows with a rhythm that feels almost proto-rap. The sound is good, insistent, and somehow it lodged itself in my memory.
I didn’t help matters by looking it up online and stumbling across a clip from the Smothers Brothers show—another relic of the ’60s. I hadn’t thought of the song in decades, and then suddenly, boom, there it was. Why now?
Perhaps it’s because I read a brief news note about today’s Catholic observance—the Memorial of Our Lady of Loreto, commemorating the house in Italy where tradition holds that the Virgin Mary lived at the time of the Annunciation.
Of course, the song isn’t about that Mary. Maybe it’s just name association—by The Association.
“Music is the shorthand of emotion.” — Leo Tolstoy
“One good thing about music, when it hits you, you feel no pain.” — Bob Marley
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